作曲：Demarcus Pollard,Christopher Smith
作词：Demarcus Pollard,Christopher Smith
You don't know my way
Hey, get outta my way
Hey, huh
**, you out your rabid ** mind
I swear to God I told you, "That's the last time"
Girl, I ain't done, I see through all that bad lyin'
I'm bout to pass your stupid **, like Matt Ryan
You need to get up out my way
Hey, **, you need to get up out my way
I can't believe you chose that ** over me
You tried to cap, but ain't no gettin' over me
You tried your best, but ain't no gettin' over me
You tried to flex, but ain't no gettin' over me
You need to get up out my way
Hey, **, you need to get up out my way
Get up out my way, yeah
Get out the way
Pretty boy coming through
Why would I ever fret, pulled so many strings, I should make shoes
BBL, **es be lyin', on God, I don't make no rules
NFL, **s be lyin' online like hoes arguin'
Baby, I suge life
I don't think I want your ** no more, my whole appetite ruined
I don't even wanna see eye to uh-uh, we don't gotta be congruent
Shorty what you drinking?
She on the edge, her edges sweating, I can see
Last word I said hit like a deadline
Left her on ice, I'm cold as bodies when deceased
Done got too grown for all this fighting in the streets
You showin' off that bag, you win
Open the bag, look at the tag, oh ** it's me
(That ** is me)
I foot the bill so long think I done made you cheat
I foot the bill so long think I done made you-
**, you out your rabid ** mind
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
You need to get up out my way
